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"All that's left will be your bones. No flesh. No warmth. Nothing to love. And still, those dreaded souls will say, 'Just not thin enough'."
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"All that's left will be your bones. No flesh. No warmth. Nothing to love. And still, those dreaded souls will say, 'Just not thin enough'."
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